The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1887-01-08
ighton, Carbon County. Ponna, January 8, 1897


the interests of his fathers business, he |
sought for the fair one with golden locks in
vain. The sleeping princess Of the fairy
story did not disappear more completely |
from the world; the prince, her lover, did /
not seek for her more faithfully, more gen
erously, more hopelessly at last. than for
org months did Harold Clare for Goldie.
SIZE, poor childl taught by harsh and
cnel experience, deemed herself forgotten
bI the man she loved as well asby the rest.
She knew not of his long soiourn abroad;
lDws of the bright, gay world in Which
they had lived, never reached Goldie now.
'1f he had loved me as ! loved" she
tl5ught, 'he would have found me: am
ffgotten; life is ended; love is deadr'
Yet, so long as the heart has something
left to cling to, life will last. Goldie had
her mother left her still, How long that
last. and always true. love would be spared,
she feared to think, for Mrs. Vining faded
day by day.
Poverty, sorrow, disappointment, care,
weighed heavy on the mothers heart The
elasticity of youth was past with her; she
bad not hope nor energy enoughto rebound
land rise again, from the many, heavy. Bit
| Ter sorrows that had stricken and crushed
er down.
! Yet, for her daughters sake, she strug-
| He'd bravely.
/ Dut. for Goldie, death would have seemed
! o her most sweet; she feared it now, how
ever; chung fast to life as they DO who are
happy, and cherished. and beloved; to
leave her, so young. so beautiful, SO un-
protected, in the world alone--the thought
was terrible!
eve will live for each other" she would
say, smiling sadly, carressing the girls
bright hair. my fair one, whose golden
locks are her only wealth. My princess,
whom hard fate condemns 10 90 heavy
hearted and often hungry, under her golden
crownm
The girl stood before her mirror that
night, thoughtful and pale.
She took the golden hair, fairest of all
her ornaments, lastIemnaht of her wealth,
into her hands, and let it fall, in glorious
glittering shower, through her white fing
ers.
"Wouldi it were gold indeed!' she sighed
| For mothers sake!'
! Then tears came streaming down. She
! thought Of one whose pride it once had
been, whose hands had carressed it often.
s"Never again neveragainw she moancd.
Why should prize and cling to it? He has
! forgottenl And mother is failing day by
! day. And we have no money-no means
TO earn it--even the miserable pittance
gained by the slavery of sewing, fails lis
now-no work, nothing to sell for bread,
nothing, except thisp'
The tears had dried on her pale checks,
her face grew hard and stern, she drew the
shining strands of hair through her hands
slowly, thoughtfully.
"Kate Lylc's was of this color; bit there
was not so much on all her head as | lei
fail out of my handl I've heard her say she
could not match the shade. That she
would be glad to purchase mine with twice
its weight in gold. I'll so to Kate. What
does my 'Gilded Crown of Beauty weigh
| wOnder?'
She went next day. Not in the morning
her painful resolution had failed little
after the first impulse passed.
I'm try first, once more, for work." sht
thought as she set out. All morning lons
she tried. Faint, weary, heart-sick, ant
humbled by repeated rebuffs, her resolution
gained the strength her body lost. "Pll g
to KateI' she sighed.
"a woman's glory is her long hair,
I, says Holy Writ. Golde felt all the trutl
of these words.
81 am poor, indeed / am poor, indeed
she sighed, as she stood at Miss Lyle
stately door, ''Not even this one poo
treasure can be spared to me. Farewell
ALL"
,, Kate Lyle was beauty too; not so love
, ly as Goldie was in her days of pride, bu
q still belle and an beress. The two giIl
| had been companions and fast friends
bitter was the humiliation, keen the panS
with which Goldie sought, on such a crue
! erand, her sometime friend.
The servant looked with scarce-disguise,
contempt at her poor and insufficient cloth
ing. She drew her veil closely over he
face.
Tell Miss Lyle that lady-a person
wishes to see her." she said tremulously.
Miss Lyle was expecting visitor. On
= for whom she reserved her sweetest smiles
n her softest glances, her most honeyed, flat
= tcrnG words.
lie was rich, handsome, brilliant match
! and lac sought her as he sought no Other
$ Certainly, in her soul shekuew that ii wg
d because she had promised toad him in
u Task that was dear to his heart-ihe seatc
for long-lost ond well-loyed friend.
'But no matter upon what excuse h
y comes to me-" she thought, $50 that II
: comes! l shall win him in time from thi
u idle, vain regret; She is probably dead-lC
her rest In peace, then. Probably he
9 better OIL never to know, never to hear {
or to find her.
And she prepared herself with n sympI
&c thetic story of the efforts she had made, a
!, ready for her visitors ear. She was NJ
> too well pleased when Golde's rnessag
reached lIer.
ic "Who is the person, and what does 81
St want with mep Ascertain that, and tell h,
,e / am busy now; she must call again"
The man returned to the hall. Befo
=: he could fulfil his instructions, however,
N sharp peal at the d0or-bell summoned hin
II lie opened tile door. A gentleman e
ID tered, at sight of whom Goldie uttered
Of strange, low thrilling cry.
le She rn.n 10 hnr fnnI snrIlnm fe-rNNarl In